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The Phone Sex Candy Halloween Dress Up Costume Contest is going on now! All you have to do is get dressed up, take a pic, and email it to me or another Candy Girl and Chloe. You could win a free 30 minute call with the Candy Girl of your choice! We can even post the pic on our social media, or better yet, write a blog about you. All you have to do is give us permission, in your email, for us to use your pic for these purposes. So get your creative juices flowing. We want to see some good pics.

If you need my help with ideas, let’s chat or talk. I can help you. I’m full of fun ideas. I would love to help you with a costume idea. We can even go shopping together on a chat or call. And I can help you pick something out. You can be something sexy and scary or just something sexy. It’s all up to you. What’s your fetish? Let’s see your pics! It’s time to come out of your shell and show us what you’re all about.

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Addicted To My Exconvicts Cock

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“Come on, Kay, you have to come to Nick’s coming home party,” Tiffany begged. “He really wants to see you, and I know you miss him. It’s been what? Two years?”

I chewed at my lower lip as I nodded. It’d been a long time since my ex got locked up. Of course, I missed him, I was addicted to him but it was something I tried never to admit to myself. The man is toxic, dangerous, and so fucking sexy it hurts. I can’t say no when I’m around him. No matter how dumb the thing he’s asking me to do is, I always agree just to see him smile at me. I literally CAN’T go to his welcoming home party. It’d be better for me if I just pretended he was never, ever getting out of prison.

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I love to be a good girl for daddy. It makes me feel so good to make daddy happy. And it makes me so excited to make daddy feel good. So when he told me that he wanted me to be daddy’s little slut for Halloween, I couldn’t wait. He took me shopping and bought me a lot of little slutty dresses and lingerie.

When we got home, he told me that the reason he got so many was because he wanted me to be his little slut from now on. I was just hoping that being daddy’s little slut was as much fun as being daddy’s good girl. Then daddy went to take a shower. I always like to peak in there and watch him. He was rubbing his dick, and it was getting really hard. When he got out, he asked me if I was ready to be his good girl. That always made me excited because I loved to suck on daddy’s dick and make it squirt in my mouth and all over my face.

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It was time for Mr. Stinky’s Fall photos. So I did some research and found the perfect spot. The huge pumpkin patch just outside of town was getting rave reviews. So I picked out the cutest little fall outfit for him. It was a soft sweater vest over a button up with khaki pants. He looked so precious. I was so anxious to go show him off to everyone.

When we got there, it was packed. So many families and photographers. I picked him up and we headed over to our spot. Everyone was looking at him and whispering about how adorable he was. All I could hear was all the little girls saying “aww, omg, look at him, he’s the cutest thing I’ve ever seen”. I set him down on the pumpkin right in the middle of our little patch. He looked right at the photographer and smiled, like a natural little model. Then all of a sudden, I saw that look in his eyes. Oh no, this can’t be happening, I thought. But I knew, deep down,  that it was. That’s when I started to smell it. The photographer had absolutely no clue. He just kept snapping.

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He told me that he had a fetish. I asked him what it was. But before he could answer, I had to go check on another table. Before I could get back over there, my imagination was running wild. He was a big biker type. I was wondering what on earth it could be. A strap on? Feet? Eating cum? Wearing panties? Then I finally made it back over to his table. He told me that it was breeding, impregnation, and breastfeeding. And he told me that every time he’s come here over the past couple of months, he’s been fantasizing about fulfilling this sexual desire, this fetish, with me. He said that he imagines implanting his fertile seed deep inside my womb. Then watching my body change would turn him on so much. Just knowing that he caused it to happen would be the ultimate. He said that watching a woman’s stomach grow and breasts swell is so fascinating. And just knowing that a life is growing inside of her because his cum is so potent is completely exhilarating. The thought of fucking a swollen, extra wet pregnant pussy gets him rock hard and dripping.

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Now that summer is over, my boyfriend has moved back to his school, which is a few hours away. Knowing that he would have a long weekend due to the holiday, I drove up to surprise him. Only I guess I shoulda have called first because when I opened the door to his dorm room, I found him bent over, yelling, “Fuck me harder!” to some stranger driving his dick into him from behind.

The stranger came as I stood there dumbfounded, and everyone was silent as the dude got dressed and slipped out of the room. I shut the door behind him, and my boyfriend started to get up. “Stay right where you are,” I demanded. Continue reading “My Boyfriend is a Faggot” →

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for B…

Now totally under his complete control I stayed still, lying on my back, waiting. He stepped out of his pants now crumpled on the floor. He had one knee on the edge of the bed as he stared down at me. I watched as he continued jerking himself. 

The center of attention I accidently giggled out loud. I quickly covered my mouth and cleared my throat pretending I never did. “There is nothing funny about this.” he said leaning over to turn on my bedside lamp. 

Illuminating him, now able to better see him. I stared and studied his angry face as he quickly slipped his hoodie back over his head and steadied himself on the edge of the bed, one knee on one leg off. 

“Those panties, take them off…slowly. Go slow.” I locked my thumbs onto the elastic waistline of my silk white panties and started sliding them down. I slid them down as told, slowly. Now down to my hips he watched closely, his breathing got heavier and heavier. Continue reading “Sex & Voyeurs pt. 2” →

My Sister's BBC Husband Part Three

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My Sister’s BBC Husband moaned as my tongue swirled around his pulsing cock head. His meaty pole was rock hard and so much to handle. But my nerves kicked up as his fingers teased down the thong sitting between my fat ass cheeks. It’d be too risky just to wait for him to discover my cock so I sat back on my knees, making his hand move to my hip as I did so. Our eyes met, and I forced the words out.

“Nick, I have to tell you something, but I’m nervous you’ll be mad.” My hand stroked up and down his drool-coated cock, and he smiled at me.

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Bethany

 I was his sultry dominatrix , and he was my sissy submissive slut. Brought him out of his shell, and helped him find confidence. So after a few months of play time, he stated to me that he couldn’t be my sissy slut, because he had found himself a new relationship. I actually had liked him, and I loved the fun we were having to be honest.  Brought him out if his shell, and made him more confident.

I needed a rebound fling. I decided to go out, needed my fix for domination.

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A lady doesn’t kiss and tell. A lot of dancers tend to be very jealous, competitive, catty, insecure, and petty. They sometimes feel the need to brag to the other girls about which clients they’ve been entertaining privately. But a lady should never kiss and tell. There are a few quirky clients that somehow get off on that. And of course, in that case, we give them what they want. But most respect their privacy.

Gossip has been spreading about a relationship I’m having with my friend’s father. You might remember that she had a party at his house. And that was the night I met him. He’s a big sweetheart. He’s confident, mature, and quiet. But his big dick energy in potent and undeniable. The best part is his huge heart. I’m really falling for him. But it’s no one else’s business. My friend works with us at the club, so that doesn’t make the situation any easier. All of the girls have been giving me the third degree. They all know that he’s very wealthy. What they don’t know is that he’s been spoiling me like crazy. He’s the best sugar daddy I’ve ever had.

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